A Call That Changed Her Entire Life novel Chapter 100

The next day, Jacob did not show up at the company. Instead, he stayed back at the mansion and called the doctor who was supposed to see Emily yesterday.

Emily was just sitting quietly on the sofa, whilst eating biscuits and waiting for the doctor.

"How can you only eat so little?" Jacob's brows furrowed, as he got worried at how Emily only ate a few biscuits before putting them down.

"I am full," replied Emily, as she took a sip of the milk while Jacob leaned over towards her. She turned away shyly, since she still wasn't used to being intimate with Jacob. The perfume Jacob was wearing made her suspicious, so she finally turned back and asked,"What's that scent on you?

It smells so good."

As a matter of fact, she had noticed the scent a while ago, but she just held her tongue until now.

Jacob stood up and smelled his sleeves carefully. He detected a strange scent that was never on him before. Unconcerned by the unfamiliar scent, he still decided to change his clothes, because it was making Emily uncomfortable.

Emily, however, turned around again and pretended to be glum as she said,"I can still smell it on you. What perfume are you using?"

"How can you have such an acute sense of smell? Do you have a dog's nose?" Jacob teased and smiled with his low voice as he gently clasped her nose between his fingers. "I never use perfume. I guess it must be the smell of the laundry detergent. If you don't like it, I can change it right away," he said.

'It could also be the scent of other women...' Emily did not dare to speak it out loud though. She only submissively nodded her head, and said,"Then you'd better leave me alone. I am not comfortable with that scent on you."

"You..." Jacob pinched her nose again, assuming he knew why she was acting like that. Although he believed she was just making up an excuse, he still sat a little further away from her. "Spoiled girl," he mocked.

Emily pretended not to have heard his words. Instead, she ignored him and sat even further away.

Jacob was confused at what was going on.

Just as he was about to say something, Emily suddenly turned towards him, her face as pale as the moon and eyes wide open.

"Jacob, I... I am bleeding..."

Emily did not feel anything before, but when she was moving away from Jacob just then, she sensed that something was wrong. She ran her hands down her skirt and felt something viscous. When she pulled up and found that her hands were dyed red, she almost fainted.

Zola, who was standing aside, peeked at the scene. She acted as if she was frightened by what she saw, as she covered her eyes and screamed,"Blood! She is bleeding! Could it be the baby..."

"Shut your damn mouth!" yelled Jacob. Jacob was even more nervous than Emily and Zola. He felt like someone was squeezing his heart out. When he saw the blood in Emily's hand, nervousness and panic flashed in his eyes.

Without wasting another second, he swiftly picked Emily up and rushed outside.

Zola followed him and reminded him anxiously,"Mr. Jacob, the doctor is already on his way!"

Jacob was too frenzied by the urgency to listen to her. He screamed out and commanded his people to get the car ready,"Start up the car! Take us to the hospital right now! Hurry!"

Zola and other servants in the mansion were used to seeing their master as a calm and collected man; a man who wouldn't flinch even if they sky above him were collapsing.

However, today, Jacob had completely abandoned his composed etiquette and disposition in front of all the people.

Everyone could tell from this, just how important Emily was to Jacob.

"What are you looking at? Get back to your places!" Zola flared up for being ignored by Jacob. She dished it out the servants who were on the scene and darted looks of hatred at them.

The servants had long been accustomed to her bad temper. Looking at each other, they scattered in all directions within seconds. After all, Zola was the daughter of the nanny who looked after Jacob. With that kind of relation, she was certainly more superior than the rest of the servants.

Infuriated, Zola stomped her feet on the ground. However, she was finally at ease, both happy and satisfied at the thought of Emily's pale face.

'Hmm, Emily is about to lose her baby! How could someone like her bear the baby of my master in the first place! She does not deserve that honor!'